Sneaky exploration

Gilbert Williams

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As much as Gil liked his new school, he hated being shut inside for too long. Gil had been happy to discover the school had such large grounds for him to explore, not to mention a massive lake. Maybe in the summer, he'd be able to go for a swim in it and besides, there was probably a massive sea monster in there, like the one in scotland; Lochness or something. Gil would definitely try and hunt it down, to find out what it looked like. Someone had said about mermaids too, but Gil didn't really have much interest in fish people. They weren't very cool.

Walking along the lake's edge, Gil shoved his hands in his pockets, sneaking a furtive glance at the school. The day was proving to be a fairly unpleasant one and the wind created great ripples across the surface of the lake, turning the usually calm surface into choppy waves like that of a storm. Gil had donned his cloak over his usual school uniform in an attempt to keep warm, even though generally speaking Gil didn't like wearing a stuffy uniform. It wasn't doing much good, but a little wind wouldn't hurt him. Gil glanced up to the sky, eying the grey clouds. Hopefully it wouldn't rain, but if it did, Gil could always explore the castle instead of the grounds. There had to be secret passages and rooms in a magic castle. And if he was caught offguard in the forest, the trees would provide him shelter anyway.

Gil glanced ahead, looking up at the large trees. This was his true goal today. Not the lake, but the forest. The teachers had kept saying about how it was forbidden, but Gil was still intent on exploring it. What was the worst that could be in there? An angry bear? Or maybe a dragon! Gil's mouth widened into a grin at the thought of coming across one of the huge, winged lizards. So he could get hurt, but it'd be worth it just to see one. Besides, it wasn't as if anyone had died going into the forest. Probably. Gil took another glance at the castle. The last thing he wanted was for a teacher to spot him. Yep, Gil would be fine. He had his wand, so he could take on anything.
 
"I don't think that's a good idea" Sara stated calmly coming out from behind the tree she'd been reading under. "Think about it. you're a first year, you can't use much magic, and there are dangerous things in that forest." Ugh she hated sounding like a know-it-all. Sara immediatelly got a flash of reasoning as to why she'd been sorted into Ravenclaw.She did not like the way that sounded. "scratch that last fancy a partner in crime Robin Hood?" sarcasm was a way of life for Sara, not meanly, but in Ireland that was funny, not exactly sure in New Zealand so she waited for the boys reaction
 
Gil was almost at the forest's edge when a girl suddenly appeared in front of him. Noticing his book, Gil thought she'd probably been reading something. Frowning, Gil grinned and shook his head. "I have a wand so I can use whatever magic I want" he declared, pulling his out and waving it until sparks appeared at the tip, "See? I can scare off any bears in that forest easily. Besides, the teachers were probably exaggerating. What's the worst that can be in there?" Gil shoved his hands in his pockets, looking back at the castle then to the forest expectantly. "And if there IS something dangerous in there" Gil added in a low whisper, eyes bright with excitement, "Don't you want to know what it is? I hate secrets and they might have a dragon or something stowed away. Wouldn't that be cool?"

It'd be more fun if it actually was dangerous. Ok, so he might break an arm or something, but bones healed. Probably super fast too, if they used health potions. "Don't you want to explore?" Gil implored of Sara, "Hey, instead of reading, do you want to come with me? You're a first year too, right? You look like you're my age." Gil laughed at her comment about Robin Hood and stuck out his hand in a friendly gesture, smiling at her. " Partner in crime? Alright! Though it's only a crime if you get caught. I'm Gil, by the way" said Gil, "Full name is Gilbert Williams, but I prefer Gil. What's your name?"
 
"I'm Sara" she replied. Strolling past him towards the forest she added " well, you coming or not,or have you chickened out?" she asked with a smile then she crouched to avoid the branches and was in the forest, hmm she thought my first day and I'm already breaking rules well ,what you going to do. Then she looked back to see if Gil was coming. "It's still a crime, only it's an undiscovered crime, but hey rules are only guidelines." she said with a grin. "Wow the trees are huge here, aren't they? So where are you from Gil?" she asked, while avoiding some hanging vines.
 
"Chickened out?" Gil repeated with a grin, quickly following after her, "Are you still joking around? I eat chickens for breakfast!" He was a Gryffindor! Bold, courageous and brave! A silly thing like a forbidden forest wouldn't stop him going anywhere. Besides, he was going to explore it whether she was there or not. "Yeah" Gil agreed, "Rules are there to be broken anyway. Just depends how you interpret them. If the forest was really that dangerous, they'd have up powerful magic barriers and stuff. We're not really doing anything wrong, anyway. Just doing a little bit of exploring. Not like we're hurting anyone." Gil sped up, trying to catch up with her. He wanted to get into the forest first. It'd been his idea in the first place!

Gil pushed the branches aside as he made his way into the clearing just inside the forest, not bothered that his face was getting scratched from some of the brambles. He could grab plasters later. Gil felt the strength of the wind fade as he entered the gloom of his forest and he glanced behind him, only just able to see the lake through the bushes. Raising his head, Gil looked around him, almost disappointed that there wasn't a dragon awaiting him in the clearing. Just in case, he looked above him, but there was no dragon there either. Just a thick canopy obscuring most of the sky. "The trees are really tall" Gil commented, before grinning mischievously, "I'm going to try and climb one!" Approaching one of the trees, he found a foot hold and began pulling himself up the trunk. "I was born in England" said Gil as he climbed, pausing to search for another handhold, "But I've been living here for ages. My dad's a dentist and my mum's a policeman. How about you? You're a Ravenclaw, right? I recognise the bird thing on your crest."
 
"I'm Irish, county Tipperary." Sara replied, running to catch up. "born and bred. Hey race you to the top" she said scrambling to climb the tree. "Oh don't get me started on the Ravenclaw thing, sure I'm smart enough, but being a goody-two-shoes isn't really my thing, you know the whole wild celts from Ireland thing?" She grinned cheekily. "Don't tell me I don't look Irish, I already know." she added for good measure, she was tired of being asked that question. "So, the sorting hat seems to have gotten you right, how do you like Gryffindor?" She asked, halfway up the tree by now "Hey I am tottally beating you!!" she yelled down to Gil.
 
Gil's eyes narrowed and he yelled back competitively, " That's it, you're going down!" Oh, it was on. Gil climbed as quickly as he could. There was no way he was getting beaten by a girl. Briefly, it crossed his mind that it might be bad to fall from this height, but he dismissed it, prefering to keep climbing."Irish, huh?" Gil commented as he climbed, "I've never been to Ireland. You don't have much of an accent. Hey, have you ever met a leprechaun before? I bet they exist somewhere. Did you see the Goblins at Gringotts? My parents almost had a fit!" Finally, he managed to overtake her but he didn't slow, continuing to put good distance between them. "Hufflepuffs are the sticklers for the rules, right?" joked Gil, glancing down to see how far he'd climbed up, "That hat said something about them being hardworking and fair. Sounds boring to me!"

"Gryffindor is awesome!" Gil boasted excitably, stopping to look down at her, "Our common room is huge and we've got these massive beds. Plus our head of house is super cool. She sneaked a load of food into our common room after the feast and we had a mini party. What's Ravenclaw like? Is the common room like a giant library or something?" Gil returned to climbing, forcing his way through some of the denser branches as he approached the top of the canopy. "Hey, have you had any lessons yet?" asked Gil, glancing down at Sara to make sure he was keeping ahead of her "We've only had potions. Potions with Slytherin was a bit boring though. Our teacher just went on about rules. Stupid things like don't run and don't talk and don't do anything that could be considered fun. Some of the Slytherins were glaring at me. No idea why." Gil grinned, glancing down at her again as he pulled himself up a bit higher. It was getting harder now, as he tried to force his way through ever denser branches. He refused to give up though. Pity he didn't have a camera for the view. "Defense against the dark arts tomorrow though! That should be awesome. Learning to fight bad guys with magic!"
 
"No, I haven't seen leprechauns" she laughed. "Oh I know the goblins!! Me and KK, my twin were in amazement I mean the size of the bank!!" She yelled reaching to grab a handhold, she was gaining on him. "Yeah, I know what you mean about Hufflepuff, but I know a few who seem alright." Ugh he's getting faster she thought "Our common room is big and cosy" she replied warmly "I have a huge dorm
and there's a gorgeous statue of Rowena Ravenclaw"
she added "Who, by the way they reckon may have been Irish"
"What are the classes like? I haven't started yet, never mind the Slytherins, sour the lot of them!"
She asked in a rush.
"I'm so looking forward to DADA how about you?"
 
Continuing to climb, Gil let out a groan of disappointment. "You haven't? Aw man...Well, I guess if they were easy to find, everyone would steal their gold" Gil mumbled, disappointed. His face brightened as she mentioned the bank and he turned, grinning down at her, "Did you get to go inside as well?" Gil asked enthusiastically, "My parents let me open up an account and we went in this weird cart thing through these tunnels! It was awesome, way better than any roller coaster I've ever been on. One of the Goblins said that there were dragons guarding some safes. They wouldn't let me see though. Wizard money is weird though." Gil allowed her to catch up before he continued to climb higher, continuing to talk as he climbed. "Maybe they are alright then" said Gil good naturedly, "I have DADA with them, so I'll be able to talk to some then. Potions was boring. All the teacher did was tell us about the rules. I almost fell asleep. I think Herbology will be boring. Basically gardening, right?" His eyes brightened as he remembered the subject he was most looking forward to. "Flying's going to be sooo cool!" Gil exclaimed, "I can't wait to ride a broom and soar up in the sky! It's going to be so awesome!"

Finally, Gil reached the top. Balancing precariously on a thin branch, Gil poked his head out through the top of the canopy and looked around. He almost slipped as he was hit by the full strength of the wind, but managed to hold on, continuing to gaze around. Gaping, he stared at the school where it stood perched on the cliffs, lights on in the windows. Sure, he'd seen it earlier but he'd been too excited to look at it properly. Now he realised just how big it was. Just beyond it was the green and he could see other students walking, completely oblivious to the fact that they were being observed. Just beyond that was the lake, though Gil couldn't see any obvious signs of a sea monster. Turning aroung, Gil's eyes fell on a large stadium like building. He squinted, trying to see what it was for and as he watched, he could just make out people skimming about on brooms, throwing some kind of ball between them. This alone was enough to make Gil curious and when he realised their was some kind of goal, he quickly became excited. "They're playing some kind of football on broomsticks!" Gil exclaimed, scrambling as he pulled himself back under the trees, "I've got to go see!
 
"Yeah I know the vaults were class." She srambled up beside him to the top of the tree. "All I've had is history of magic, but all we had to do was write about ourselves." She watched as he pointed at the brooms and scrambled down the tree. "Gil," she called. "Those are probably the quidditch try-outs! I've read about quidditch, it's the wizarding sport" she called as she made her way down the tree. When she reached the bottom she asked "Want to go watch??"
 
Gil made a face as he began to climb down the tree. He was taking it a little slower this time now that he wasn't racing, taking the time to look around the forest from his vantage point. "History of magic?" said Gil, grimacing, "I'm glad I don't have that this term. History's boring! I bet it's just the teacher droning on and on about all these old people who did things. I'd rather do more awesome things, like learning cool spells! And flying!" A metre from the ground, he jumped off the tree, landing on the ground with a small thump. Glancing at his hands, Gil wiped the mud off on his trouser, looking around once more.

Frowning, Gil glanced at Sara as she explained exactly what he had seen from his viewpoint. "Quidditch?" Gil repeated curiously, "Is that football on broomsticks? I've never heard of it before..." Wait, try outs? Gil's eyes widened and he almost fell from the tree as his face split into a giant grin. "You mean we can join the team??" exclaimed Gil in excitement, quickly turning in the direction of the lake, "I've definitely got to go! I love football! Hey, you'll try out as well right? Though I guess we'll be on opposite teams. I will definitely thrash you in all the games!" Excitedly, he rushed towards the edge of the forest, back towards the green and lake and the safety of the school. Gil'd completely forgotten about his plans to explore the forest, too caught up in the idea that he could play a magical version of football. "You coming?" Gil called, glancing back at her, "I won't wait for slow coaches!"
 
"Actually it wasn't that bad, the teacher seems kind of cool." she said "and you might not want to insult him, he is my head of house." She reached the ground and looked over at Gil. He was covered in muck. "How could you possibly get so dirty climbing a tree?" she asked "It's nothing like football!" She laughed. "and first years are not allowed take part."she ran after him "Of course I'm coming.Hey if you like football, who do you support in England I mean?" she asked. "And why do you seem so sure you would beat me at quidditch?" she demanded!
 
Gil rolled his eyes with a grin. "Ok, History is cool. If you say so" he teased, shoving his hands in his pockets as he waited for Sara to reach the ground, glancing excitably in the direction of the Quidditch pitch. "I don't have it till next term anyway, so I'll do my best not to fall asleep" Gil added with a shrug, stepping back as she jumped down next to him. Instantly, she commented on his muddy robes, laughing at him. "The tree was muddy!" Gil retorted indignantly, looking down at himself, "Besides, it'll come off in the wash. Probably. Mum always gets the mud out of my football uniform. And she doesn't even use magic. She uses Vanish. There's gotta be washing machines somewhere in Hogwarts." How had she managed to remain clean? Maybe Ravenclaws naturally repelled mud. Or maybe she'd already learnt a spell to do it. Ravenclaws were supposed to be smart.

WHAT? "What?" Gil exclaimed, staring at her in shock, "First years can't take part in Quidditch?? But that's not fair! I want to play too. Who decided on that stupid rule?" He glanced again in the direction of the pitch, feeling disappointed that he couldn't even try to participate. "Well, I guess we can still go just to watch" he mumbled finally, shoving his hands in his pockets, "Though it's not the same as taking part." His eyes brightened as she returned to the topic of football and Gil grinned, declaring proudly, "I support Chelsea of course! They're the best team in England!" Laughing, he turned, walking back the way they'd came, pushing through the brambles. A few more cuts, nothing that wouldn't heal, and he was through. "And of course I'd beat you in Quidditch" he teased, keeping out of hitting distance, "You're a girl! Girls are rubbish at sports. Besides, Gryffindor is the house of brave, so we're waaay more awesome. Just wait till flying lessons!"
 
"I doubt it" she replied -washing machines in hogwarts!! honestly..." she listened politely as he complained about the quidditch rule, but when she began to speak, she was in her element. "You don't know how to fly!Of course you won't be let on the team. they all want to win, but don't worry you can try out next year."
He answer her question about football. "Ugh!" she exclaimed "At least you're not Man unt. I HATE them!!" she added "I myself support Liverpool"

He began to tease her about quidditch " You slimy, toad!!" she shouted chasing him up the hill, making wild swings with the palm of her hand.
"I would kick your ass at quidditch!!" then she fell on the ground laughing. "And after meeting you I'd assumed that Gryffindor was the house of the stupid" she teased, running toward the quidditch pitch.
 
“They can” Gil replied stubbornly, looking down at his clothes, “Besides, a little mud never hurt anyone.” Gil continued to walk in the direction of the pitch, turning around to face Sara as she pointed out the obvious downside to his plan to try and join the team. “Ok, so I don't know how to fly YET” he corrected her, before grinning, “We have flying lessons on saturday! I bet by the end, I'll be awesome at flying. And I want to win too! There's no point playing just to lose! Hey, maybe if I'm really good at the flying lesson, I'll get invited to join. That'd be awesome!” Okay, so it probably wouldn't happen. But then, he hadn't expected to be invited to a school for wizardry either and look where he was now! “What's wrong with Chelsea?” demanded Gil, frowning at her, “They're awesome! They win most of the time too, unlike Liverpool. Do you support any irish teams?”

Laughing, he dodged her swings, running as fast as he could alongside the lake. “Hey, who are you calling a toad?” he called over his shoulder, grinning, “I'm a Lion through and through!” Gil almost tripped over the hem of his coat, just managing to catch himself before he fell face first into the mud. Laughing, he turned to see Sara on the ground. “Ha, I bet you're not clean anymore” Gil exclaimed, scooping up a piece of mud and chucking it at her, “That one's for calling Gryffindor stupid! Hey, wait up!” Quickly, he ran after her, grin fading as he stared up at the massive stadium. He could just see the brooms flying about, then they were hidden behind the stands. “So how does Quidditch work if it's not like football?” asked Gil, slowing as he approached the entrance.
 
"No, I don't really support any Irish teams" she said. "And Chelsea have never won the champion league, may I mention"
She laughed at him as he tripped and dodged the mud he threw at her. "Hey!!" She yelled grinning.

She listened to his question and saw his smile fade. "Ok, so there are seven players on each team and each house has a team. There are four balls, The quaffle, the two bludgers and the snitch. The quaffle is thrown around by the three chasers-who are kind of like mid-fielders,forwards and backs mixed together. They're trying to get it through one of the three hoops at the other end of the pitch, each goal is worth ten points. There's the keeper who is like a goalie and blocks the posts. Then there are beaters, they hit the two bludgers with bats at the opposite team- the bludgers fly around trying to hit people-
Then there's the seeker..."
Sara paused and smiled gently, she fancied herself as a seeker, she was of small build, quite fast andhad good eyesight.
"Well, the seeker chases the snitch, it's small, almost like a golfball and it flys around the pitch, very fast, when a seeker catches the snitch it ends the game, catching the snitch is one hundred and fifty points." She glanced over at Gil. "So, What do you think?"
 
“Yeah, but they're going to” Gil replied stubbornly, “They're awesome. Liverpool sucks now, they're never going to win anything.” Gil suddenly laughed as he realised something. “Hah, Chelsea will definitely win! They've got the same symbol as Gryffindor” Gil declared proudly, “A strong Lion! Come to think of it, Liverpool is like bird or something, right? Maybe the hat bases our houses on our football teams.” Gil laughed delightedly at the idea, beginning to make his way around the outside of the pitch to find the entrance to the Arena. As Sara began to explain Quidditch, he listened quietly, mumbling under his breath to try and memorise the information. Chaser. Quaffle. Keeper. 3 Hoops. Goal. 10 points. Bludgers. Beaters. Seeker. Snitch. 150 points. Gil was fairly sure he had it down, but if not, he could always ask someone again later.

“You're right” Gil mumbled, “It's nothing like football.” His face split into a grin and he punched his fist into his air. “Quidditch sounds way more awesome than football!!” Gil declared excitedly, “That's it! I'm going to join the team next year whether they like it or not! But which position...In football, I play attack but...” He fell silent for a few seconds, mulling it after. “Beater” decided Gil after a few moments, “Because it'd be more fun racing around protecting my team mates. Kinda sounds like being a tank, you know? Or a knight!” Gil held out his hand, counting each position out on a finger as he considered the others. “Throwing a quaffle around sounds kind of boring. So that's Keeper and Chaser out” Gil mumbled, pressing down two fingers, “And there is no way I could concentrate long enough to catch a tiny, shiny ball. Though it'd be awesome to race that fast!” With a grin, he clenched his hands and mimed swinging a bat, enthusiastically pretending to fight off an onslaught of balls. “Yeah! Beater! I'm going to become a Beater!” Grinning, he glanced back over at Sara. “What position would you go for?” asked Gil curiously, shoving his hands back in his pockets, before teasing wickedly, “Or would you be too scared to go a metre above the ground?”
 
"Least, we've got the Englidh Captain, yours is a reject!" She teased, her mouth in a wide grin.
She listened to his excited remarks and rolled her eyes at the idea. "Yeah, our traits has nothing to do with our sorting" She drawled.

"Oh so you fancy yourself as a knight? Think alot of yourself don't you. I'm just messing" she said " I'm sure you'd be a great beater!" "Hmmmm. what would I like to be" sara mused" Then Gil said "Or would you be too scared to go a metre above the ground?" "Hey!" Sara exclaimed, "I would not!!!" "Actually I think I might like seeker."

She looked up and saw a Chaser make a superb shot.
"Whoa did you see that?" she said to Gil tugging on his sleeve whil racing ahead.
 
“Woah, no one calls my team members rejects and gets away with it” Gil exclaimed, grinning back at her, “At least they're not washouts, like your members are!” Gil laughed, looking ahead to the entrance of the Pitch. Almost there! Gil could feel himself growing more excited as he approached. Come to think of it, this would be the first time he'd ever seen someone on a broom properly. Maybe if he asked, they might let him have a go. He couldn't do thaaat much damage to it. Gil might crash, but it wouldn't hurt. “What are you talking about?” Gil replied with a wide grin, “I thought Ravenclaws were smart! The Hat does use traits to sort. That's why Gryffindor is brave and bold and Ravenclaw is full of swots." He laughed, dodging in case she tried to hit him again. "I don't know about Slytherin and Hufflepuff though... Slytherin is full of cunning and ambition, right?” Gil laughed as he added quickly in a jokey tone, “Maybe they're filled with politicians? Mum always said politicians are like snakes.”

Gil frowned, scowling at her. “What do you mean, fancy yourself as a knight?” he demanded hotly, pointing his finger accusingly at her, “I could totally be a good knight, and you know it! Fighting dragons and winning gold! I'd be awesome.” Gil grinned, pointing at her triumphantly, "See, you admit it, I'd make a great beater! I don't know what you'd be like as a seeker though, sure you can fly that fast?” Gil's eyes lit up and he grinned as he remembered his original goal of the day, stepping closer to her so no teacher could overhear. “You know” he whispered in a low voice, glancing around, “I reckon there's a dragon hidden in hogwarts somewhere. It's a magic castle and everyone knows a magic castle has to have a dragon guarding it. I reckon there's one in the forest.” Gil grinned mischievously, glancing back at the forest excitedly, as if somehow he'd be able to peer past the branches and see the dragon hiding within. His eyes widened as Sara suddenly spotted someone flying above them. “What?” he exclaimed excitedly, following her, “Did you see a Quidditch player? I bet they're super awesome on their brooms! It's probably Gryffndor training!” His mind quickly jumped to the conclusion that it was Gryffindor's team and he sped up, racing for the exit. He wanted to see his own house playing!
 
"Sarcasm is lost on you isn't it?" Sara asked " Did you actually think that I meant that about the hat."
Sara laughed at his politician joke. "Well, the muggle ones are at least!"

Sara jumped back at the look on Gil's face. " Oh yeah, you're a regular Lancelot." She answered, her voice dripping with sarcasm.
"Hey, I'd be a great seeker!" she said slapping his arm. Sara watched him, he suddenly became animated as he was talking about dragons. Sara could tell he'd been thinking about this. "It's possible" she grinned, seeeing it in her minds eye. "Was that why you were in the forest this morning?"

She raced ahead looking back at his remark. " hey It could be Ravenclaw, I bet we're way better than Gryffindor!"
She shouted, Racing ahead before he could catch her.
 
“Nah, who'd want to be Lancelot?” Gil replied with a grin, ignoring her sarcasm, “Lancelot is a lousy friend and a cheater. King Arthur all the way! Plus he has a magical sword which is always awesome. I bet Gryffindor has an awesome sword too. You know, the original Gryffindor. What's his name...um...Go...Godwin?” No, wasn't that battle of hastings? Gil frowned, trying to remember. He'd heard one of the prefects say it as they brought them to the dorm and remembered feeling proud that his name began with the same letter as the great original founder. Well, founder of the old Hogwarts. This new one was just a copy apparently. Gil preferred New Zealand to Scotland anyway. Scotland was cold, wet and the only upside was Nessie. He'd persuaded his parents to let him go to Loch Ness once and had been disappointed to see neither hide nor hair of the legendary monster. Hogwarts New Zealand was definitely the better place.

Gil laughed as she slapped his arm, rubbing it. “Was that supposed to hurt?” teased Gil with a grin, “You'll have to hit a bit harder than that if you want to hurt me! So violent!” Too late, he realised the consequences of his words. “Actually don't” he cried quickly, raising his arms to protect himself. “Really, though, Seeker?” Gil asked doubtfully when she stopped, “Sure there's the glory of winning the game, but...Actually, no wait. That's an awesome reason! Maybe I should try out for seeker after all.” Gil mulled it over, grinning sheepishly as she worked out his main reason behind exploring the forest. “Heh, yeah” admitted Gil with a laugh, “I thought if I looked hard enough, I might be able to find it. I've never seen a dragon and I think it would be super cool! And if there's not a dragon, I bet there's something else in there. Unicorn, centaur, griffin...” Gil counted out the magical beasts on his fingers, glancing back over his shoulder at the forest. “I bet there's super cool stuff everywhere, hidden out of sight.” Gil sped up, dashing into the pitch after her. He stopped, mouth falling open as he stared at the players on their brooms. Some turned to look down at him suspiciously and he waved, looking to see Sara's reaction. It was soo cool! Now he really couldn't wait for flying lessons. “On saturday, we'll be doing that” he declared excitably, “We'll be flying up in the skies! I can't wait! Screw herbology!"
 
"In Guinneveres defense Arthur was a terrible husband. He was always gone and didn't treat her well." Sara watched him talking about Gryffindor. "Godric actually," she stated -God, I am a swot- she said to herself.

Sara was offended that he thought she was after the glory. "I am not a glory hunter, but I am terrible in goals, I'm not extremely strong and Iwould be a good chaser, because I have good hand-eye co-ordination, but it's the speed I crave."

"You're right about the secret things hidden. I heard there was a room in the castle, that changes according to the users wishes." She said jubiously.
Sara looked back, Gil had stopped running. He was staring open-mouthed at the quidditch players.Sara smiled at him and said "Come on, we'll get a closer look in the stadium." She looked up at the players, a smile spreading across her face "It's like magic isn't it?" she said then giggled realising that that's exactly what it was.
 
Kate was walking towards the Quidditch pitch when she heard her sisters voice she turned around and saw Sara with another first year she didn't want to disturb them so she kept on walking but then heard her sister call her name she turned again and saw both of them looking at her "Hi Sara" she called out she walked over to them and saw them both covered in muck "hope I didn't interrupt anything"she said teasingly to Sara"My names Kate by the way she said to the other first year,don't mean to be blunt but why are ye covered in muck"Kate said trying to supress her laughter they both looked terrible but she didn't have the heart to tell them
 
Sara walked up. "Hey sis" Sara said. "We're going up to the quidditch pitch, wanna come?"
 

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